Thy Maker

Ah! wonderful star-studded heavens, thou wonderful haven of blue, As a canopy stretching above me, thy Maker, 0 heavens, is who? Has some human with diligence working, with plans most carefully laid, And with days of toil and labor, that wonderful vista made? Has he placed the stars in that heaven, has he placed the planets there, too? Has he put the moon in its station, and painted the sky ether blue? If he did, does he guide and direct them, does his hand pave the way for them?...